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July 3, 2018


Tuesday. Lights out after the six minute NPR news at ten to awaken a couple of times, but finally this morning at five minutes to six, getting up and getting ready to walk to breakfast under an overcast sky, the blood pressure coming in at 112/83. Which is good.

Had the single pork chop, eggs over medium, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, taking my time with the papers and setting out for home by eight-thirty. Still overcast, but looking like the sun would soon be breaking through.

Felt good on the walk home, but a little light headed while editing this and so another blood pressure reading: 93/67. Which doesn't make sense, having taken the med last night after six. OK, we'll drop the med prescribed to take care of the ocular migraine stuff. Haven't had the migraine in some time, but the med prescribed for it was described by the doctor as a blood pressure med that didn't work to lower blood pressure, but often came through for the ocular stuff. Weird, but true. Worked for me, at least.

You're grasping at straws.

Well, for the moment, we'll grasp at straws in bed, see if this low blood pressure stuff passes.

Later. The blood pressure was 107/69, close to the 110/70 target, and so whatever caused the low blood pressure (and slight dizziness) for an hour seems to have passed. Wouldn't even want to guess the cause or why it passed.

It's been sunny out there pretty much through the rest of the afternoon and so took a bath and then watched last night's episode of Elementary on the tablet. Weird plot, not that they're all not. Weird. Odd. Switched to more Scott & Bailey episodes and thus has gone the afternoon.

Evening. A marathon on the tablet. The battery charge when I finally turned it off not long after nine was twenty percent, the lowest I've ever run it down during the day. More of the Scott & Bailey series running through all five seasons worth. Essentially the same plot in every episode. Reminds me of someone I know. (Most of who's days are spent repeating the same plot.)

The San Francisco LGBT Pride Parade taken with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.